Nothing to win.Nothing left to lose.It’s time for that vice of yours break.Body always bruised,how ever will the spirit soar? Back where I left offbefore the pursuit,a half-bloomed flower, merely on my waypurely becoming myself.And in that season before incubation,clamped, … Continue reading
We gather around this sweet spot, the leaves at the tip of turning as we soak up the mid-day sun. Welcoming the vibrations of light into our bodies, marinating its sweet notes through every cell and allowing the connection of … Continue reading
So much on the breaking news front this week—a scheme of unimaginable boldness and foolhardiness requiring grand bravura risking enormous hubris among other peril. Maybe just maybe a mind or two will expand with all this extreme in-your-face hoopla. It … Continue reading
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